Gemotions

A chill ran down Emily’s spine as she listened to David’s pitch. He was describing, with impressive enthusiasm, the exact same marketing strategy she had painstakingly formulated. Her hands were clammy. She felt a throbbing behind her eyes. He was speaking with such conviction. It was like watching a mirror image of herself, and it was deeply unsettling.

She sat straighter in her chair. The room seemed to shrink around her.

"Fascinating," she said finally, her tone remarkably level, given the circumstances. "And, where did you get the idea to...?"